Triumph of the lightheart: departure day. As if I held a winning ticket, or found my cock had grown three bonus inches overnight. As if I'd been granted a room entirely my own with a broad sturdy table and silence and natural light.
None of these things, of course, are likely to happen, but I am not in the least dejected because I have a ticket to Bangkok and a reservation for a cheap room in a seedy hotel in the chaotic open heart of the night city.
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